"You're looking for your light," the woman said, not as a question, but as a fact.
Light a candle to signal the shift from the world to the self. nova_ritual
Elara lived in the hum of the city, a place where silence was a forgotten luxury. Her life was a series of checkboxes—deadlines met, emails answered, and a constant, low-grade buzzing in her mind that never quite turned off. She was successful by every standard but her own, quietly burning out under the weight of "having it all". "You're looking for your light," the woman said,